That's another week just about over, then. I can't believe the speed with which the weeks (and particularly the weekends) are flying by. The four-and-a-half months I spent in hospital felt like a year, but the three months since I came home feels like one month. Not fair.
The problem is, there's so much I want to do but far too little time to do it in. Not helped by the fact that almost everything takes nearly twice as long as it used to.
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I think of that every time I hike up the three floors to my apartment. No elevator means that it would be really difficult to have Frinkenstein & Argotnaut visit me.
As for the time thing, one criticism I frequently receive* is the question of how I can blog with so little available time. Well, heck-- It's the only way to even have a social life these days! And it can be done at noon, in 15 minutes, instead of at 10:00 at night, at the bar, for three hours when I have to get up in the morning.
(*Especially from myself)
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